161: Chapter 161 After all, it was obtained.

"You big pervert, you're bullying me!" Murong Liyue hurriedly retreated, her cheeks turning incredibly red in an instant. She even reached out with her small hand, wanting to slap Ye Xuan's chest.

"Little Fatty Murong, how am I bullying you? It was clearly you who insisted on leaning against me, and you even used a special weapon to attack me."

Ye Xuan wouldn't give Murong Liyue a chance to leave. He reached out with his left hand, grabbed her at once, and then took the opportunity to place her on his lap. He raised his palm and brought it down again.

"Smack—"

"See if you still dare to disobey me?"

This slap from Ye Xuan was surprisingly effective. Murong Liyue only struggled symbolically before, like a cat, she lay very tamely on his lap, not moving at all. She quieted down instantly, no longer looking like her previously noisy self.

"He's really so bad, this Pretty Boy!" Murong Liyue was cursing Ye Xuan in her heart, but a hint of daze flickered in her eyes.

She reached out with her slender, jade-like hand and hugged Ye Xuan back, feeling the warmth of this moment. A romantic atmosphere unfolded between the two.

As for Ye Xuan, seeing that Murong Liyue was no longer throwing a tantrum, he simply held her in his arms, no longer punishing her with her butt facing the sky.

"Ahem, ahem... Young Master, we've arrived!"

Wang Mengqi, who was just a little ahead, saw this scene and couldn't help but remind them.

Are these two really a cultivation couple? Why are they behaving so intimately?

"You big pervert, let me go!" Murong Liyue was instantly startled awake at this moment. She remembered something: she was still Brother Leng's wife-to-be. With a blushing face, she immediately pushed Ye Xuan away, fearing that this little secret would be discovered by someone.

At this moment, in the Cangqiong Holy Land, on an immortal peak surrounded by clouds and mist.

In an extremely magnificent pavilion, there was a youth wearing luxurious robes. His appearance was extremely handsome, yet it carried a trace of feminine coldness and complexity. The youth was in a daze, looking at the entrance of the immortal peak.

"It's been several days, why haven't I seen Liyue come to play chess?" Leng Qianming looked at the black chess pieces on the board before him, resting his chin on his hand, his eyes full of confusion.

Usually, if it weren't for Leng Qianming using the excuse that she was a young lady, Murong Liyue would have loved to move in with him directly. How could it be like today, where her tracks hadn't been seen for nearly three days?

Suddenly, an inexplicable feeling spread in his heart; it was as if Murong Liyue, wearing her little black gauze skirt, was about to leave him forever.

"That's impossible. As my fiancée, the little princess of the Murong Family, and the Holy Maiden of the Holy Land, how could she be in danger with her strength!"

Thinking of this, Leng Qianming shook his head, rejecting the ominous premonition in his heart, and then couldn't help but think of the marriage alliance between the Leng Family and the Murong Family.

"After our grand wedding, Liyue, you will be my wife and cultivation partner. But before that, I must defeat that Pretty Boy from Sword Immortal Peak to prove that I am the number one of the younger generation, so that you can enjoy all the glory of the Holy Land!"

Deep in Leng Qianming's mind, Ye Xuan's face, which was prettier than a woman's, flashed again, and a strong fighting spirit was constantly rising.

At the same time, Murong Liyue's petite and stunningly beautiful body, along with her innate talent, was something no man could resist. This was a gift bestowed upon Leng Qianming by the heavens!

At the entrance of the Wang Family.

"I don't know who it was that suddenly threw themselves at me just now, and now refuses to admit it!"

Ye Xuan teased, but he didn't really let go of Murong Liyue. Finally, under her pleading look that was on the verge of tears, he could only pretend to be reluctant and let her go.

That enchanting and plump body—Ye Xuan was still savoring the feeling even now.

Sure enough, being short has its advantages.

"Hmph, you big pervert!" Murong Liyue was restless, and in a daze, many images flashed through her mind. "I am not a bad woman!"

She felt quite conflicted at this moment, but as soon as she thought of her fiancé Leng Qianming, Ye Xuan's handsome face flashed through her mind.

"Pretty Boy, can you let me go back? I want to go home!"

Murong Liyue widened her aggrieved little eyes and stared fixedly at Ye Xuan.

She felt that with her current state of mind, it was somewhat unsuitable to continue staying by Ye Xuan's side. If she continued to stay by this bad guy's side, she was afraid she would do something irrational.

"Hmm... it's not impossible..."

Ye Xuan glanced at Murong Liyue's favorability; he hadn't expected it to have already broken through the ninety mark in just a few days.

Moreover, the life destiny didn't say that Leng Qianming would run to the Wang Family to have a big battle with him. For the next three months, Murong Liyue would only stay in her boudoir at the Murong Family...

"Ah? Really?"

Murong Liyue thought she had misheard, and immediately lifted her unhappy little head. At this moment, her favorability towards Ye Xuan had already reached ninety-three.

"Here, this is your spirit ring, take it back."

Ye Xuan didn't even think about it and returned Murong's spirit ring directly. "There is a King-grade Heavenly Thunder Talisman inside. If you encounter a strong enemy on your way back alone, you can use it!"

After thinking about it, Ye Xuan took another King-grade Heavenly Thunder Talisman from his own spirit ring and tossed it to Murong Liyue. After all, this girl was traveling this far from home for the first time; giving her an ultimate offensive treasure was just in case.

"Hmm, Pretty Boy, thank you!"

Murong Liyue held the Heavenly Thunder Talisman that Ye Xuan returned to her tightly, as if she had obtained a precious treasure.

"These past few days, don't mind the matter of me spanking your butt. Just treat it as a joke."

Walking in front of Murong Liyue, Ye Xuan's tone was a bit gentler this time. He patted her little head and unlocked the restrictions within her body.

"Hmph, don't mention this matter again in the future! You big bad guy!"

Murong Liyue looked at Ye Xuan shyly. As soon as she thought of this, her pert buttocks faintly ached.

"Smack, smack, smack—"

Seeing the latter show such an expression, Ye Xuan couldn't help but give Murong Liyue's butt another tap, only this time the movement was very light, almost equal to nothing.

The feel was definitely beyond words; after all, she was a female cultivator in the Heaven Profound Realm, so how weak could she be?

"Ah, ah, ah, I said don't, you big pervert!"

This time, Murong Liyue's face turned incredibly crimson again. She hurriedly pushed Ye Xuan away, took out that black flying boat from her spirit ring, and leaped onto it.

"Hey, Little Fatty Murong, I will go to the Murong Family to find you. Remember, don't lock your boudoir door, okay!"

"Hmph, I won't! I will lock the door tightly; I will absolutely not let you, this big pervert, come in to bully me again!"

Murong Liyue's shy voice came from the flying boat, "Goodbye, Sister Mengqi, we will meet again!"

Actually, these past few days, Murong Liyue had still had quite a lot of fun; after all, she had obtained an Emperor-grade Profound Technique.